Musician

He's coming at the street every night indeed. He got a fix of a mix when used Sharply ticks. He's taking up guitar to sing his blues so Far. For coins some people toss to cup that he Expose. He's a dated city Artist on the street. Not a usual petty, But talented indeed. He was never buying Silver for his soul. He was never lying, Bluesman to the bone. He's not a Hendrix indeed, not Mark Knopfler, Nor Sting. He knows on Britney nothing, not Aguilera nor Pink. Some houses just a brother and Muddy Waters his Friends. A bottleneck and guitar neck will make his life Till end. He's a dated city Artist on the street. Not a usual petty, But talented indeed. He was never buying Silver for his soul. He was never lying, Bluesman on the bone. He's a dated city Artist on the street. Not a usual petty, But talented indeed. He was never buying Silver for his soul. He was never lying, Bluesman to the bone.